Maybe it was bopeep that killed her sheep
And maybe there’s a cannibal that looks after...

Thoughts of you keep me awake
My smile I give you is plastic and fake...

In the school rooms
Coloured in the brightest of paints...

There’s a car on the road down by the beck
Cruising like a ghost on through the night...

My friend has not been very well
He has a condition which affects his teeth...

They have me tied to their chair
For their Masochistic Traits...

My heart shattered into a hundred different pieces
Tattered strips lie trodden on the floor...

Man is powerful and man is ultratough
Man is muscular, vascular and buff...

My heart shattered into a hundred different pieces
Tattered strips lie trodden on the floor...

Don’t you hither about love girl
Don’t you worry about the craic...

There was a time and a place
Or maybe a person I forget...

I used to live by the graveyard
It was peaceful at night...